Really, and just now I figured it out
It’s been a month and week since I found
The one who could even make me proud
And give me more than my expectations
Pleasing, and even more it sounds to stay
And every time she grows up her grace
A single cloud should show me her face
With soft hands she turns me for a destination
Wait, but how couldn’t I see that before?
May her jailed me in a shore?
Or (maybe could be that) sent me somewhere above?
In fact, she only gave me the choices
And made my time into slices
Suppressing it through her love